Chapter 220: Mother
Besides the [Fourth Divine Treasury], there was also a legend circulating on the Eternal Flow Sea. This wasn’t exactly a legend, but a fact confirmed by the empire – the Eternal Flow Sea was actually a giant Calamity Realm! This statement might be slightly inaccurate, but it was close enough. Rumor had it that the unique Nine-eyed Calamity, Calamity, created its own Calamity Realm and then cast it upon the Eternal Flow Sea. This Calamity Realm was thus known as [Calamity’s Curse].
Under this curse, one intelligent living being vanished randomly every day within the scope of the Eternal Flow Sea. It was a curse so simple that it baffled everyone. The only way to break the curse and clear this Nine-eyed God-tier Calamity Realm was to unravel the mysteries of space and, in one’s heart, call out to Calamity to reveal these spatial secrets. Only then could one clear the Nine-eyed Calamity Realm and receive the God-tier reward: one wish granted by Calamity, within its capabilities. For this reason, the legend was also called [Evil God’s Wish].
Regardless of whether Calamity would actually grant the wish of the one who cleared the realm, the very act of “unraveling the mysteries of space” was perplexing. This sounded more like the work of Spirit Scientists.
“They’re here.”
As Mu Qingtong reminded him, Xia Feng looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a deep red tailcoat order a strong coffee and sit down not far away. Wearing a branded watch and leather boots, it was Player 14. He lowered his head to look at the electronic newspaper, took a leisurely sip, and then got up to leave.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged glances, stretched, and naturally followed. Weaving through winding paths and sparse crowds, Player 14 arrived at a viewing platform and gazed into the distance for a long while. Just as Xia Feng was growing impatient, Player 14 finally stood up again and headed towards the rest area.
“This guy is finally heading back to his room.”
Player 14 was a Third-stage Spirit Master, and killing him wouldn’t be difficult. The challenge lay in doing so stealthily, so Xia Feng planned to make his move when the target was alone. Although Xia Feng was also only at the Third-stage, his actual strength was already enough to easily deal with Fourth-stage Spirit Masters.
[Current Strength Value: 889]
Around 1000 was the physical strength of a Fourth-stage Spirit Master, and above 2000 indicated Fifth-stage strength. If he used the Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor, his physical strength could triple, easily surpassing the Fifth-stage standard.
[Current Mental Power: 458]
40-300 Mental Power was the level of a Fourth-stage Spirit Master, while 300-1000 fell within the scope of a Fifth-stage Spirit Master. Through ten-plus days of sustained dragon absorption, his Mental Power had increased significantly. If he had half a year to enter the Evil Dragon Space daily to absorb dragons, he could easily increase his Mental Power to terrifying heights with the Calamity Spirit Touch.
[Usable Copy Slots: 3+1]
[Current Spirit Artifacts: Overlimit · B-grade · Nascent Ten Holy Bow (Damaged), B · Vermilion Bird Demonic Armor, A · Spirit Artifact Space, Empty · Seal Slot]
[Holy Solution Incomplete: Fusion Device | Enlightenment Domain | Unknown]
Although he had consumed 100 milliliters of Holy Solution, before escaping District 51, he had managed to “borrow” some more from the Black Moon Goddess. He still had 100 milliliters of Holy Solution left, allowing for one brief Holy Solution process. Furthermore, he had sufficient Obsidian for activating the Enlightenment Domain. These were his core trump cards, aside from the Black Crow’s feathers. As long as he activated the Enlightenment Domain, he shouldn’t have any problem dealing with five Level 5 Berserker Knights from the Black Moon Holy See. Of course, if there were five Fifth-stage Spirit Masters who could use Spirit Robes, he would still be outmatched and would need to escape.
Player 14 entered the room, leaving the door ajar. Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong waited outside for a moment, ensuring no one was around, then used Bronze Concealment to slip into the room. Player 14 seemed to be looking for something in the bedroom, humming a tune and acting leisurely, completely unaware of the two approaching assailants outside.
However, just as Xia Feng was preparing to launch a sneak attack and deliver a fatal blow.
“Knock, knock, knock, knock—”
Following rapid footsteps, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, as if someone had entered. Xia Feng, feeling a bit helpless, quickly used the Bronze Mask to reduce his presence and hid in a corner. Mu Qingtong frowned and also became invisible.
“Who are you?!” Player 14 turned around to face the group flooding into the room from outside the bedroom, his expression slightly changing. There were about ten people, most wearing deep red clerical robes and with blank expressions. The most striking among them was a young man in his early twenties. He wore an English-style shirt, paired with a stylish vest and straight-leg pants, and a deep black coat draped over his shoulders. His handsome features marked him as a young master raised in a prominent noble family.
The young noble raised his right hand, which was covered by a leather glove, and waved. One of his subordinates approached Player 14, presented an identification card, and said in a low voice, “Sir, we sincerely apologize, but your room has been requisitioned.”
!
Upon seeing the deep red identification card, Player 14’s rising anger immediately stalled and dissipated. He quickly reacted, bowed respectfully, and said, “I am honored to be of service to Your Excellency.” With that, he left the room without looking back, his footsteps never faltering.
Xia Feng: “…”
Damn it, could they be any more unlucky? Xia Feng was speechless but figured it wasn’t a big deal. Player 14 wouldn’t be able to escape this ship anyway, so they just needed to wait for the young noble to leave. Furthermore, Xia Feng keenly noticed that the blind old man with faded pupils standing beside the young noble was a Fifth-stage Spirit Master. This was understandable, though. For a young master from such a top-tier noble family, if he wasn’t accompanied by a Fourth or Fifth-stage Spirit Master, he might be brutally murdered and fed to dogs in some forgotten corner the very next day.
“Young Master Renault, there’s no one else inside, you can proceed with the formation setup,” the blind old man said in a low voice after scanning the living room and the bedrooms. Xia Feng’s slightly raised heart settled. As expected of Bronze-grade concealment Spirit Robes, they were incredibly effective!
The dozen or so subordinates quickly drew a formation in the living room. Soon, a complex circular array lit up with a deep red radiance, and crimson dust waves spread outwards layer by layer. The surrounding space seemed to distort like a solid object. With a gentle hum—
A section of the wall by the living room window dissolved like a foamy dream, revealing the scene of an ancient and elegant, dimly lit palace. The palace was supported by eighteen magnificent tall pillars. Looking up along the pillars, one could see epic, illusory dragons and phoenixes coiling around the dome. At the end of the palace, on a serene, underworld-like throne, sat a mysterious woman in a classical phoenix dress.
She languidly crossed her long legs, propping her chin with her hand. The upper half of her face was covered by a half-fox mask outlined in red and white flowing light, revealing only her fair, pointed fox jaw. Her cherry-red lips curved into a knowing, almost mocking smile. Behind the throne stood a mural of the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix, its phoenix eyes closed, exuding a vast and desolate aura.
Upon seeing this sight, the young noble and all his subordinates knelt down in unison, lowering their heads respectfully. The young noble said in a deep voice, “Greetings, Mother.”
In the bedroom, Xia Feng’s black pupils widened, a sense of surprise washing over him. This scene looked so familiar. “The Golden Sparrow Flower Family,” Mu Qingtong’s calm voice echoed in Xia Feng’s mind. “I’ve heard this family has a supreme matriarch. This matriarch has adopted many children who are now spread throughout the empire’s elite, forming the Golden Sparrow Flower Family.”
